. All I did was sell the armour of the dead royal guard who where sent in to ignite the bloody civil wars of our neighbours giving arms to rebel dogs, our knight had become nothing but sellswords helping who ever had a grudge against are rivals regime. But that is not the most shocking truth in this can of worms that they joking call a prison, is how it breaks a mans soul. My life seems to have come to some meaning in this off all places .
There is something more then the earth and heaven, something darker it has consumed me but I do not die, this darkness of what I speak has not killed me ! That is what worries me I am a tainted man . When did it first enter me? I know not I have a feeling that it has been dormant sleeping , yet in me I sense it has awoke and makes me powerful. Don't get me wrong I am a strong man as they places log rusted nails into my skin in a dark cell I resisted. In the name of all that is holy yes I did resist. My body and my mind I believed where strong . They never showed me there faces they hid in shadow where they ashamed of what they where doing, I had no guilt and longed to scream out at the top of my voice the ardent truth yet I bit my lip I know the moment I give them the names of my coloraturas , I will become nought but snowflies.
You look at my face and I can see you wondering how did I become a broken ` tarnished ` man? Every man has he weakness remember that you how your own , mine? Mine was my kin ! They use anything to get at you torture is a art form, and in this rat infested hell there are many mistros masters of suffering and pain, emotional and physical they go hand in hand ! They spread the poison in my ear my brother , younger then I , a child for Christ sake. Innocent , a child wouldn't you wish to be a child again not know of the darkness burned into the heart, yet my own flesh was slowly slipping into the ultimate darkness a void where no man walks but everyone alas walks towards. Sickness I wanted to be with him, he was my brother, I wanted a chance to be with him help him get well once again. What would you do I ask you ? I did the only thing that I was able to do make a deal with the soulless devils that hide in shadow and watch me as I am tortured .
That is when I felt the darkness take hold of me when I was giving the names of my fellow men so that they would be sent to there deaths , many of them where married with children , I tried not to think about what the murderous dogs the government will charge with doing heave knows what to them, even though deep inside me where the darkness once rested I know there fate. Does the life's of the men I betrayed justify my own and most importantly my brothers... As I gather they do not they keep me locked up I was promised that they would be realised I wanted to be at his side now . You see the irony don't you ? The man who betrayed his co-conspirators has been betrayed himself ! Who are you, your nothing but a few sounds in the darkness of the corridors of this dungeon , why do I scream this words ? Because theres no one else who is listening to the words I scream, how I warn you all of that world core is become rotten , these are dark times we live in !"